People best know Czech-born writer Milan Kundera for his novels, including
The Joke
(1967),
The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
(1979), and
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
(1984), all of which exhibit his extreme though often comical skepticism.
Since 1975, he lived in exile in France and in 1981 as a naturalized citizen.
Kundera wrote in Czech and French. He revises the French translations of all his books; people therefore consider these original works as not translations.
The Communist government of Czechoslovakia censored and duly banned his books from his native country, the case until the downfall of this government in the velvet revolution of 1989.
“Do stories, apart from happening, being, have something to say? For all my skepticism, some trace of irrational superstition did survive in me, the strange conviction, for example, that everything in life that happens to me also has a sense, that it means something, that life speaks to us about itself through its story, that it gradually reveals a secret, that it takes the form of a rebus whose message must be deciphered, that the stories we live compromise the mythology of our lives and in that mythology lies the key to truth and mystery. Is it an illusion? Possibly, even probably, but I can’t rid myself of the need continually to decipher my own life.”
“The history of music is mortal, but the idiocy of the guitar is eternal.”
“He suddenly recalled from Plato's Symposium: People were hermaphrodites until God split then in two, and now all the halves wander the world over seeking one another. Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.”
“By giving the love act a name, if only an innocent little word like, "it," he paved the way for other words, words that would reflect physical love as in a set of mirrors.”
“He was well aware that of the two of three thousand times he had made love (how many times had he made love in his life?) only two or three were really essential and unforgettable. The rest were mere echoes, imitations, repetitions, or reminiscences.”
“A mismatched outfit, a slightly defective denture, an exquisite mediocrity of the soul-those are the details that make a woman real, alive. The women you see on posters or in fashion magazines-the ones all the women try to imitate nowadays-how can they be attractive? They have no reality of their own; they're just the sum of a set of abstract rules. They aren't born of human bodies; they hatch ready-made from the computers." ~The Book of Laughter and Forgetting”
“Estoy bajo el agua y los latidos de mi corazón producen círculos en la superficie.”
“Happiness is the longing for repetition.”
“How goodness heightens beauty!”
“The basis of shame is not some personal mistake of ours, but the ignominy, the humiliation we feel that we must be what we are without any choice in the matter, and that this humiliation is seen by everyone.”
“In the sunset of dissolution, everything is illuminated by the aura of nostalgia, even the guillotine.”
“We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come.”
“Living is being happy: seeing, hearing, touching, drinking, eating, urinating, defecating, diving into the water and gazing at the sky, laughing and crying.”
“Love is the longing for the half of ourselves we have lost.”
“Oh lovers! be careful in those dangerous first days! once you've brought breakfast in bed you'll have to bring it forever, unless you want to be accused of lovelessness and betrayal.”
“A single metaphor can give birth to love.”
“The greater the ambiguity, the greater the pleasure.”
“Once the writer in every individual comes to life (and that time is not far off), we are in for an age of universal deafness and lack of understanding.”
“Chance and chance alone has a message for us. Everything that occurs out of necessity, everything expected, repeated day in and day out, is mute. Only chance can speak to us.”
“People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It's not true. The future is an apathetic void of no interest to anyone. The past is full of life, eager to irritate us, provoke and insult us, tempt us to destroy or repaint it. The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past.”
“There is no perfection only life”
“Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that's beautiful.”
“You can't measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.”
“... buku adalah emblem dari persaudaraan rahasia. Karena ia hanya memunyai satu senjata untuk memerangi dunia kekasaran yang mengelilinginya, yaitu buku-buku...... yang lebih penting lagi adalah buku-buku novel yang telah dibacanya...”
“Mimpi-mimpi kita membuktikan bahwa untuk berimajinasi-bermimpi mengenai hal-hal yang tidak terjadi-adalah kebutuhan manusia yang paling dalam.”
“Tidak setiap perempuan pantas disebut sebagai seorang wanita.”
“I have no mission. No one has.”
“Humanity's true moral test, its fundamental test, consists of its attitude towards those who are at its mercy: animals. And in this respect humankind has suffered a fundamental debacle, a debacle so fundamental that all others stem from it.”
“Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect someday to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? No, Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.”